Last week I made a little excursion into figurative painting. How come? It was a day when I didn’t know what to paint at all. How to find a motive? I went on my rowing machine and told myself: it will come. And indeed: there, right in front of me rowing, was this pile of objects my daughter had playfully “composed”. The perfect chaos. The different objects and their colours were so bright and energising that I decided to paint it.
I ended up painting the same motive four times actually. Each time a bit differently, with a variation in technique. Not sure it lead me somewhere but in each of the four paintings there is a new detail that I like. Most of all: I totally enjoyed doing it.
